I'm your ERASER

pencil: you know, i'm really sorry

eraser: for what? you didn't do anything wrong to me...

pencil: i'm sorry cause you get hurt because of me..whenever i made mistake, you're always there to erase it. but as you made my mistake vanish, you lose a part of yourself..you get smaller and smaller every time :(

eraser: that's true...but i don't really mind. you see, i was made to do this..i was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. eventhough, one of these days, i know i'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, i'm actually happy with my job..so please stop worrying...i HATE seeing you SAD because of me..